Chapter 12：Ah, Im crazy! (1/2)

This atmosphere makes me can't help but ask, I want to know more about you.

I can no longer hide my curiosity. What's the matter?

all this makes up a lot of puzzles.

Makes a lot of questions that are difficult to understand. What kind of relationship between the two of them and this relaxed was it meant by marriage. This is so absurd.

”Hello, my name is Dave, whose aunt's name is? ”I patted Mario's shoulder exasperatedly. His voice mimicking children's voices invites bitter laughter on my lips.

”What did you say, auntie!” I said with a sullen face. Mario nodded innocently

”I'm a year old and this is my dad.” Mario pointed at himself with Dave's finger, the baby was sleeping in Mario's arms.

I stopped my laughter, instantly. It's not funny for a girl who waits for so long for her boyfriend that he comes and shows off his warm family, Mario! don't joke anymore.

I glanced at Mario's face with annoyance then lay down on the sofa. Mario followed me to sit on the sofa. Before that, he put Dave in the room. The baby was fast asleep.

”I married Sofia two years ago”

Mario sighed as if he had prepared a lot of energy to start his story. I'm listening seriously

I'm looking forward to you telling the story of your life that was like a mystery.

”I have to marry Sofia, she is very nice to me” I confirmed my seat and continued to put on a serious face listening to Mario's story.

His face was lowered, there was a heavyweight that I could see on his chest.

”We decided to get married, I could never go to school and live without Sofia,” Mario continued with a lowered voice, he looked depressed. Ah, sad face. I don't like Mario's sad face.

Mario's eyes wandered blankly

”Her family picked me up from the street”

I'm stunned. How could a man as handsome as Mario be dumped on the streets? This didn't enter my mind but I continued to listen without interrupting Mario's sentence.

”I spent the day standing behind Sofia, she always defended me against her father,”

He told me how Sofia's family was, how he was in that family. How Sofia's father treated him like trash.

Sofia's father was very strict. I listened to Mario's story. Her eyes filled with tears every time he mentioned the name of the great master.

Sofia's father never played with threats. The man named Widjaya was very cruel and sadistic.

He was an entrepreneur who uses all means to become a successful and great person.

Several times I stuttered and was shocked by Mario's story. Is there such a cruel person in this world? The man was not only mean to Mario, but also to his daughter, Sofia.

I couldn't possibly be able to live a life like him. My father never spoke harshly, let alone angry and threatening. I can't imagine my position as Mario.

He was picked up from the street. Feeling living in the palace but in slavery to the king. That's my term for the story I just heard

”like Sofia's kind to me, I must repay her kindness”

Mario took a deep breath, leaning his back

His voice got lower and lower. Mario shrugged his shoulders, lazy to continue his story.

”why not try to be honest with Sofia's father, that you are not a lover or the man who impregnated her daughter ..” in a voice as soft as possible I tried to give an opinion.